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Blacklion
Blacklion (Irish: An Blaic; formerly An Leargaidh) is a border village in west County Cavan, Ireland. It is situated on the N16 national primary road, just across the border from the County Fermanagh village of Belcoo.
History
The village is within the townland of Tuam (Irish: Tuaim, meaning "tumulus"). A stone cairn, a burial cist and two stone cashels are all within the townland, giving evidence of early habitation.
The ruins of the mediaeval Killesher Church lie about 2.6 miles south-east of Blacklion. The ruins sit on a hillside in the south-west of County Fermanagh, between Blacklion and Cladagh Bridge, very close to the Hanging Rock and overlooking both the Gortatole Outdoor Education Centre and Lower Lough Macnean. The current ruins sit on an Early Christian ecclesiastical site associated with St. Lasser or St. Lasair. The modern Parish of Killesher in both the Diocese of Kilmore and the Diocese of Kilmore, Elphin and Ardagh is named after this ancient site.
The original name of the village was Largay (also Largy, Largain, Largin and Largan, from the Gaelic Leargaidh meaning a hillside), which was a túath belonging to the Coffey McGoverns, a sub-sept of the McGovern clan, from the 8th century until the Plantation of Ulster in the 17th century. King James I then granted it to Nicholas Pynner in the following grant:
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by: BlacklineTempted by the wind
I was roaming through the fruit again
Slipped my mind away,
Lost with all but words to say.
And I can see you through the fields
So loud your cries could light the day,
But broken hearts they slowly heal
The truth will find the finest way.
But I cannot believe you now
I've run out of fear tonight
Wash all the pain away
If you'd make me the one to say
That you're mine Crawled through the ashes
But I still cant find my way
And everything is getting older
But my mind still feels the same,
And I can feel it breaking it up
You better run I was walking through the sea,
It whisked me through the light above
And then I find your lips on me,
A kiss of death A waste of love.
And I can see you through the clear
One look can fill a thousand days
But within emotion rise the fear,
The truth will find the finest ways
I cannot see your hands I feel them,
Wrapped around my neck
You laugh about
All your tricks
They come out from the crowd
But I'm not going down